Paolo Nutini
Sunny Side Up

Tricks of the Trade

Well I looked for recognition

That would heal this man's condition

Oh! I'm hoping and I'm wishing

That this bird wont fly away



We can see life hand in hand

The green the blue, the rough, the sand

And in our time and in our land

We'll savour every day



Though our glory may fade, babe,

Well, at least we learned some things along the way



Oh! You took me from my bubble (?)

When my defence was weak

And you sat there and you listened

Anytime I chose to speak



Oh! And you gathered from my pleas to you

That I am but a clown

And I fear only a hero

Can defeat these demons now



And oh! How our glory may fade, babe,

Well, at least we learned some tricks of the trade



And as time shall inevitably move on

Hmm, well, at least we'll have

Four strong legs to stand on



To keep us alive

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